( This city has no laws. No cops. Something called a guard which seems to be more concerned with potential monsters than actual law enforcement (which makes sense considering the first statement). And people - supposedly - come back to life. Rosa could just kill him and get some peace and quiet.
But no. She's a badass. Not a murderer. Murderers aren't badass, they're just cowards.
So, with all the strength of someone repressing every violent urge for a moment because beating on a one-armed man is unfair, she picks up and pen and piece of paper and scribbles:
SHUT UP OR I'LL RIP OFF YOUR OTHER ARM AND BEAT YOU OVER THE HEAD WITH IT.
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But no. She's a badass. Not a murderer. Murderers aren't badass, they're just cowards.
So, with all the strength of someone repressing every violent urge for a moment because beating on a one-armed man is unfair, she picks up and pen and piece of paper and scribbles:
SHUT UP OR I'LL RIP OFF YOUR OTHER ARM AND BEAT YOU OVER THE HEAD WITH IT.
That's... proportionate retribution, right? )